Can’t wait any longer!

Cheng Xiuli’s bright red lips met with the equally red rabbit head mouth, fiercely sucking the juices that had penetrated and clung to the inside and outside of the rabbit head, making a "sizzling" sound.

This sound, even for someone who’s full, would reignite their hunger!

Seeing this, Zhao Ming immediately tried the same method, tearing the rabbit head apart and stuffing half into his mouth, slurping it up vigorously.

As the juices flowed into his mouth, Zhao Ming’s face instantly turned red, spreading out from his mouth at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Sweat began to form on his forehead.

The tip of his tongue, his mouth, almost lost sensation immediately!

Yet, he hadn’t lost complete sensation; he could still taste the freshness and complex aroma the juices brought to his taste buds!

With just a few sips, the juice was gone, and when Zhao Ming looked again, Cheng Xiuli had already started to nibble the meat strands off the rabbit head single-handedly.

"Hiss~~~"

"Ha!!!"

While gnawing the meat, Cheng Xiuli continued to breathe in and out, trying to alleviate the numbing spicy sensation in her mouth. This fiery feeling was both strange and exhilarating, yet somewhat painful.

It seemed unstoppable.

As long as she paused, the numbing spice would turn into real pain, but as long as she kept gnawing and eating, the numbness wasn’t painful at all.

On the contrary, it conjured a full-scale pleasure from mind to body!

Zhao Ming felt much the same; to him, braised beef noodles were mildly spicy. This level of spiciness was unheard of; he didn’t dare stop, he had to keep eating to continue the pleasure.

They quickly gnawed the meat and skin off the rabbit head clean, Zhao Ming endured the fiery sensation in his mouth, "Another one..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Cheng Xiuli taking further action.

This elegant woman was using a sharp bone from the side of the rabbit head to dig around inside the rabbit head.

From a seemingly empty rabbit head, she managed to extract a good amount of meat, and even rabbit brain!

Zhao Ming immediately followed suit, and this bite stunned him.

"I didn’t expect the meat outside the rabbit head to be so chewy and juice-filled, while the meat inside was so tender!"

"The rabbit brain is also incredibly soft, rather special."

As a novice rabbit-head eater, Zhao Ming seemed like a rookie next to Cheng Xiuli, still slowly extracting meat while others had already finished one.

Cheng Xiuli took a deep breath and reached out to grab another one from the stainless steel tray on the counter, "Put it on my tab, I’ll settle it all later."

Satisfying, this thing was truly satisfying.

Cheng Xiuli had tasted countless snacks, including rabbit heads, but back in Sichuan, every rabbit head she ate felt purely spicy.

Not that they were bad, just overly spicy with no distinct feature.

But this rabbit head in her hand was different.

Although spicier than the ones she’d had in Sichuan, the magical thing was that the spiciness didn’t overshadow the freshness.

Even as her tongue numbed and her mouth burned almost to numbness, she still could taste the delicious flavor from the juices with every sip.

This flavor infused thoroughly into each meat strand.

Zhao Ming finally finished one, eating every bit clean, no trace of meat on the bones, he let out a long breath, "Boss, put mine on my tab too!"

Chen Mo nodded slightly, "Xiao Sun, make sure you note it down."

Sun Jianhong swallowed, "Brother Mo, if I help you keep track, can you let me eat a rabbit head too?"

"Sure."

Sun Jianhong’s face lit up, about to take the last rabbit head from the tray, but Chen Mo stopped him.

"But not now, wait until we’re packing up to eat."

"Why?" Sun Jianhong was suddenly dumbfounded.

"Because once you finish one, you’ll want another."

Sun Jianhong clenched his fists, damn!

He thought to himself that Brother Mo was too confident. Someday, I’ll let him taste my egg urine dish, he absolutely would want another after one!

Sun Jianhong started keeping track, while Zhao Ming and Cheng Xiuli slurped and ate, their heads drenched in sweat, truly overwhelmed by the spice.

Night Market Street had a peculiarity.

The less people at a stall, the less likely others would try it, might not even glance at it.

The busier the stall, the more curious onlookers it drew, some even buying a portion to see just how bad it could be.

When Chen Mo’s stall was quiet earlier, nobody stopped by at all.

But now, with Cheng Xiuli and Zhao Ming standing here slurping and eating, a few passersby noticeably grew curious.

"What’s up? Is the rabbit head really spicy?"

Zhao Ming nodded vigorously, "Spicy... hiss! It’s spicy, but also thrilling!"

"Hey buddy, you’re drooling from the spice, why keep eating? Stop and it won’t be spicy!"

"Stop... I can’t stop!" Zhao Ming wanted to take out a napkin to wipe his mouth, but realizing his hands were occupied, he let the drool just drip on the ground, not bothering at all.

What does image management matter in the face of satisfaction?

"Wow, this guy’s eating like this and still going, are the rabbit heads that amazing? Boss, let me have one too."

"I usually can’t handle spice, boss can you make it mildly spicy?"

"I like spice, give me the extreme spicy version!"

Chen Mo stated that his rabbit heads came only in one level of spice and then started preparing them onsite.

That’s why spicy rabbit heads make for a good stall item, as long as you gauge the daily demand accurately, pre-braise them at home, and then finish them on high heat, sprinkle some white sesame and green onions, and voilà!

This time, Chen Mo cooked up ten rabbit heads and laid them out on a stainless steel tray, "Help yourselves, folks."

The bowls for serving were placed there, and the customers who had just arrived donned gloves and started grabbing the rabbit heads.

Most of them were locals, unsure of how to start when they got the rabbit heads.

It wasn’t until Zhao Ming finished his second rabbit head and began his third that they all started to mimic.

In a daze, Zhao Ming felt a bit proud, thinking he was now someone who knew how to eat rabbit heads, and others wanted to learn from him!

Moments later, customers finishing their first round of rabbit heads began showing the same pattern as Zhao Ming earlier, all wanting a second immediately, unable to stop.

As soon as they stopped, the scorching sensation would sweep over their mouths instantly, they had to keep eating to alleviate it.

Thus, an absurd scene gradually unfolded in front of Chen Mo’s stall.

Five people lined up in a row, slightly bowing.

Gnawing on their rabbit heads while inhaling strongly, with drool dripping down.

And when they finished one, without thinking or pausing, they’d grab another from the tray!

Then, several passersby, intrigued yet skeptical, would inquire.

"What’s going on, how come they’re eating rabbit heads like this, look like they’ve gone mad, let me see what’s up!"

Inhaling and gnawing +1

"Hey folks, are the rabbit heads that tasty, you’ve turned into steam trains, can’t you just stop eating if it’s too spicy? Let me see if it’s really that outrageous?"

Inhaling and gnawing +1

"What’s going on here, why’s everyone bending over eating this? I see they’re dripping saliva, what the heck is this?"

Inhaling and gnawing +1

Stunned, Liu Rong and Bao Shuai, who were skeptical of Chen Mo earlier, were now completely baffled.

People kept joining, refusing to believe until they experienced it, and then transforming into that same state.

At this moment, with Chen Mo’s stall as the center, there were at least thirty or forty customers expanding outward!

These people seemed addicted, inhaling and gnawing, eating one and rushing for another.

Busy as hell, Sun Jianhong finally understood why Brother Mo had asked him to keep track of the sales, there wasn’t even time to scan payments!

One or two wasn’t the issue, but with this many people, tracking sales was the only way, lest they forget who had what.

As the rabbit heads in the braising pot dwindled, Chen Mo let out a breath, today’s earnings were pretty good.

rabbit heads, each for 18 yuan.

In less than two hours that evening, he raked in nine thousand yuan!

For Chen Mo, leveling up his food truck, this amount of experience value wasn’t much.

But...

"If someone were running a rabbit-head business, this income should be enough to keep them local rather than looking for work elsewhere, right?"

Before Chen Mo’s eyes appeared Yingzi’s pretty yet timid face.